after getting William's last dance spot, I went to the snack table. I would usually end up there at my mother's parties too.
I turned around, looking at the groups of pompous, pretentious, rich assholes.
and in that long line, I see Tewksbury.
he looks very nice in his suit. cream is a marvelous color on him.
I know he likes when I wear forest green. ew... I just realized... he probably has a fetish for plants or something of the sort-
"You admire Lord Tewkesbury?"
"AH!" I dropped my crab cake. she chuckled. I did as well "NO!, I-" I laughed, awkwardly "h-he's one of my dear friends" I looked at her. she was staring at him. "why, do you fancy him?" he smirked
"I'm not sure. what do you know about him?" I huffed.
I knew that I could either do one of two things.
one: make him look like a disgusting human because I'm in love with him and purely want him for myself.
or two: be honest and tell her that he's a great man who is kind and treats everyone with respect because I only want him to be happy even if it isn't with me.
I knew what I had to do...
I sighed
"he's a good man. and a great reformer. he's... the sweetest man you'll ever meet" I looked at my shoes. she smiled "if you wish to dance with him, you may have to wait. There's quite a queue. you mustn't lose your chance."
she nodded, strutting over to him. I kept chewing on chocolate pieces while they spoke. eventually, I heard her say my fake name and he looked over at me. I coughed a bit and waved
"my lord... if we were alone, Tewksbury" I said to myself
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midnight
library
I heard a noise. I grabbed a poker and pointed it at the door
"My word, you do get in awkward places." It was Tewksbury
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Josephine Amelia Holmes: Save Me a Dance
ActionIt's been eight months since we last saw Josephine. and a lot has changed. for one, Enola is living with Josephine, Josephine started her own detective agency, and...she ended things with Tewksbury. after a few months of getting only a hand full of...
